Luyện nghe bài hát Uproar

[Intro: Beatz]
know his name
Ayo Mac, let the beat
Ladies and gentlemen, C5 (ow), Wayne (ow)
Yeah, yeah,
Zone, zone, zone, zone,
Let me see shoulders work
I mean, I don't know y'all came here to do, but uhh
If you a lighter, what the fuck you smoking for
We hot! (haaa)

1: Lil Wayne]
What the fuck though? the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the though, I don't bluff, bro
Aimin' at your like a buffalo
You a roughneck, I'm a
a tough guy, that's enough jokes
Then the sun die, the night is young
The diamonds shine, get it rough hoe
What the though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, where the go?
It's a show, put you front row
Talkin' shit, bro? Let tongue show
Money over bitches, and hoes
That is my favorite love quote
Put the gun inside, what the for?
I sleep with the gun, she don't snore
What the fuck yo? the love go?
the ski mask, for the muzzle
It's a blood bath, where the go?
a Swizz beat, down the drums go
If she's iffy, down the go
If she sip lean, cup toast
I gotta duffle of hundos
Down the love go, where's the

What the fuck Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the though, I don't bluff, bro
Aimin' at your head like a
What the fuck though? the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the though, I don't bluff, bro
at your head like a buffalo

[Verse 2: Lil
Get the fuck though, I bluff, bro'
I out the scuffle without a scuff, woah
Puff, puff, bro, I huff though
diamonds up close, catch a sunstroke
At your front door with a gun
"Knock-knock, there" is how it won't go
This the jungle so have the
For the nutzos, and we nuts, so
What the fuck, bro? where I'm from, bro
We up fast, we rolled up slow
We up gang signs, she throw up dope
hang down like a bando
Put the green in the bag, a lawnmower
Hair trigger pulled like a cornrow
clip in the stash like a console
Listenin' to Bono, you to Don O
What the bro? Where the love go?
Swizzy, you a chef, I like my lunch
Just look up, bro, the stars go
I see the shovel, but where the go? Hmm
To the
way he comin' back is through his unborns
If you see what's in my bag, think I'm a lord
It's empty when I it back, now where's the uproar?

What the fuck though? Where the go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the though, I don't bluff, bro
Aimin' at head like a buffalo
What the fuck Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the though, I don't bluff, bro
Aimin' at head like a buffalo